Monday. Lights out early again, not long after nine. I think. Don't quite remember, other than it was well before ten. I think. Anyway, slept in until six-fifty after what must have been a pretty good night's sleep. Feel good. Which is good. Really.

A walk to breakfast, the temperature not as cold as it was yesterday morning, some streaks of sun through the lower lying clouds. Became more overcast later, but it didn't look as if it would rain, the Weather Underground site saying a twenty percent chance of rain.

The oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. I was serious about being careful about the breakfasts for the while. Nice to be clear headed. We'll see how long we hold out. The annual physical tomorrow morning, can't hurt to talk with the doctor about it.

The walk home passing by a single shoe in the street in front of the bus stop at the restaurant. It's mate was off to the right outside the picture on the curb. Look like slippers. A story there of some kind. The walk on taking the usual shots, but again, no complaints.

Later. Grey and overcast, but not all that cold and so out the door finally for a quick visit to the lake. Not many people about, but still a few walking and running the perimeter path. Thought about getting something to eat (a bagel with cream cheese and coffee, when's the last time I've been willing to think about that?), but the café by the fitness center was crowded and so back to the apartment. Not much of an outing and for some reason just one picture of the space from which they'd removed the backhoe excavator earlier this morning.

Not much of a picture.

Not much of an outing.

Still, none of the vision focusing issues or other oddball symptoms of earlier days. Again, the day overcast and dark and so I'm guessing television this afternoon, although they're running a weekend schedule at the local theater this week and there's one I might watch starting in half an hour. Hell, get real, there's no chance I'm going to watch a movie this afternoon.

Evening. Watched Democracy Now!, checked out Father Brown at seven (hopeless) and didn't bother to check Charlie Rose at eight as he's been dropped by PBS, CBS and Bloomberg when the story broke this morning in the Washington Post that he's been sexually abusing his female interns since forever. I wonder how many men in similar positions are sweating their reputations/careers at the moment?